She appeared in a dark room. Darkness shrouded her figure, making her look one with it as she fell on her knees to the unseen entity. She could feel his presence in the room and she had no choice but to kneel.
Knowing she would arrive because she needed his help, the voice couldn't help but chuckle darkly;
"You haven't given more of what I requested."
"Milord, I will do that. I haven't been given a chance to get so close to her. He keeps getting clo—"
"You were successful on the first try, weren't you?" He thundered, making the room tremble with his anger.
Swallowing her spit, she managed to gather some courage. She would bear with it for the main time. It would only take patience to arrive where she was today.
More patience it is for her to win!
